Chapter 62

This place was none other than the Liuming Mountains, and within their domain, absolute silence reigned. The lords of the various peaks seemed entirely oblivious to the news of the Heavenly Court's invasion, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to the outside world. Those given to cultivation continued to cultivate, while those given to play pursued their amusements. The great war raging in the outside world appeared to have nothing whatsoever to do with them.

"Your Majesty Cale, Your Royal Highness..." Frank was about to speak, but saw Cale slightly raise a hand to interrupt him. A mixture of one part astonishment, four parts anger, and five parts perplexity surfaced on Cale's face as he quietly observed the young emperor before him—the one who had just borne a pressure even greater than his own—wondering what on earth he was about to say.

In an instant, the two legions merged into one. The angels channeled the power of light through their mecha, while the arhats chanted Sanskrit mantras from their lips.

Physical strength originates from the flesh; only when the flesh is formidable can one's strength be mighty. The boundless, abyss-like reservoir of physical power within Fahai's body felt bottomless and utterly unshakable to them. It left them astounded, almost beyond belief. Could it be that this senior apprentice brother of theirs merely looked human, while his true form was actually that of a demon?

It must be known that although the otaku's public identity was someone associated with the prefect's residence, he held no official rank. If one were to be strict about it, calling him a commoner would not be incorrect. In contrast, Liu Guangyun was a bona fide military officer; although he was only a low-ranking deputy general, he was nonetheless certified by the imperial court.

Perhaps the people around her regarded Xian'er's behavior as nothing more than unreasonable nagging, but Zhou Yi did not feel that way. The two of them knew each other extremely well, and Xian'er had never been so serious before.

Zhang He pressed forward with every thrust of his spear, giving no ground with a single move. That dark iron spear danced like a mad giant serpent, and in fewer than thirty bouts, he had driven Zhou Cang into a state where he could only parry, completely devoid of any ability to counterattack.

Fresh blood flowed, dripping down the golden spear onto Lu Fei's hand. The entire scene appeared exceptionally terrifying.

The sea of consciousness belongs to the most vulnerable part of any living creature; even a minor tremor could cause severe trauma to the soul. Should that energy erupt within the sea of consciousness, Fuyang would face only one possible fate: the annihilation of his divine soul, leaving behind nothing more than an empty shell.

Advancing less than ten miles, they indeed spotted a large force of the Tiger Prestige Army marching rapidly northward. Leng Bao's spirit was instantly roused; lifting his blade and spurring his steed, he led his massive army forward with valor, shouting battle cries as they launched a surprise attack.

At this moment, his brain had never felt so full and chaotic, as if it were occupied by an infinite amount of information.

To deal with that martial arts alliance leader, a total of four top-tier experts of the martial world had gathered. With such a lineup, even if the alliance leader were to act personally, death would be his only outcome.

Ziyang clenched his teeth, resisting the splitting headache he felt upon seeing Yitong. A pale blue phantom, resembling a glowing fine thread, coiled around the back of his head.

Prompted by the other party's agreement, the middle-aged man's tone softened considerably, and when he looked at the man again, he found him much more pleasing to the eye.

Looking around, Adam, Womack, and Chen Shaoming had also been teleported to this place. The four exchanged glances, and at that moment, the throbbing of their souls told them what they needed to do.

"The atmosphere is wrong; I'd better leave." The golden donkey followed closely behind in a flash, darting straight out of the hall with movements so damn slick.

Fortunately, there were not many members of the Exorcism Alliance currently at Mount Quanzhen. Thirty bottles of exorcism spray were just barely sold out, leaving each person with two bottles.

After considering for a single second, this battle-hardened mid-jungle duo gave their reply through their actions: Galio feigned clearing the minion wave by tossing out his Q ability, then deliberately moved closer to Li Min's direction, while the Jarvan IV circled around into the lower half of the blue buff jungle, approaching from right in front of the mid-lane outer turret of the blue side.

"What are you trying to do?!" This time, both the members of the Alliance and the Witchcraft faction were struck with utter horror. By the time they reacted, it was already too late.

With that, Wendy gave a gentle poke with her finger, and Neo's figure before her shattered and scattered like broken glass, while the real Neo had already reappeared on the other side.

After finishing, without waiting for Hu Yidao to speak, Li Haolong picked up a skateboard, lay flat upon it, and slid across the aisle between the shelves. The troops engaged in the encirclement completely failed to notice Li Haolong sliding over from the side, and continued firing incessantly into the depths of the shelves.

An hour later, the entire tree gradually began to emit a radiant glow. This light actually directly overshadowed the luminescence of the light elves. Normally, the light of the light elves possessed a dazzling, brilliant quality, yet the radiance emanating from the tree was now able to eclipse even that. One could easily imagine just how blindingly bright this light truly was.

The mechanical restructuring lasted less than ten seconds before it was complete. Once finished, the newly regenerated Starscream not only had his battle-scarred body fully restored, but he had also grown larger and far more advanced. At this moment, Starscream was clearly more than three times stronger than he had been just moments before.

"Fifth brother is already dead; we absolutely cannot watch sixth and seventh brother die as well. To the hospital!" Li Haolong said with a choked voice.

Naturally, Zheng Wanqian became the undisputed choice for everyone's discussion. When a person is truly unlucky, even drinking water can cause them to choke. At this moment, his old face looked truly dreadful, turning green one second and purple the next, resembling an overturned palette of colors.

This consequently created a vicious cycle. Fewer and fewer people were willing to contribute their efforts to Huaiyin, while more and more people wanted to leave.

From the very moment the underworld army of Hades Sang retreated, the underworld soldiers and generals of this side began to view Da Wuhun in a completely new light, finally believing the judgment of their Lord Pursuing Soul.

"N-no need." Touching his own swollen and bruised cheek, he thought to himself that he was truly out of luck today. Even if he managed to accomplish what he set out to do, he wouldn't even be able to spend a good New Year once he got home. "M-my lord, I was impolite just now!" Such a title could be considered flattery; he genuinely did not want to be beaten up again.